Everyday
is planned out.
I know how it will start.
I know how it will end.
I know what I will feel.
I know what I wish I felt.
Everyday
feelings
emotions
tears that I shed
Is just apart of my everyday
Everyday
I try to make a difference
I try to be nice
I try not to be mean to people
I try to talk normally without an attitude
I don't have one right?
EVERYDAY
I LIE TO MYSELF
EVERYDAY THE ONLY DIFFERENCE IS THE DATE
EVERYDAY
IM A MONSTER TO MY FAMILY, TO MY FRIENDS
EVERYDAY I.am.a.bully
EVERYDAY I hate myself
everyday.
Every day I wake up and live in my own world.
It seems to be falling down now.
But that happens everyday anyway.
Right?